Young Chris - Layed Out lyrics

[Intro: DJ Kay Slay's Hot 97 Intro] WARNING!!!! (WARNING!!!!) WARNING!!!! (WARNING!!!!) WARNING!!!! (WARNING!!!!) THE DRAMA KING IS IN THE BUILDING!!!! THE DRAMA KING IS IN THE BUILDING!!! [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] (Bun B) Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out (OK) Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody (Lay 'em out then) [Verse One: Bun B] II Trill gladiator Rap-A-Lot soldier Fingers up, haters down, n***as should have told ya Lookin down on this team you must be on meth (Meth) We nothin but them riders and we ridin to the d**h (d**h) Ya better make a left 'fore it won't be alright (Right) Cause when n***as get the ridin b**h we ridin all night (Night) And you'll be amazed (Mazed) When we get to disrespectin n***as like we Kanye, at the VMA's, hold up! [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out, some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid, some-some-some-somebody [Verse Two: Twista] Let 'em know it's all good even though they know that Twis' misunderstood Stay slick, talk sh**, I wish (I Wish) You Would (You Would) I ride (I ride) Stay strapped (Stay strapped) I box (I box) I roll (I roll) And if we get into then I won't hit ya with the knuckles I'm a hit ya with the black fo' fo' So cold, If I see ya in the club and the b**h started The knockout I let ya know you better holla mayday I'm a call lord then I'm folks that wanna get you stuck Then I'm a hop and call Kay Slay Stop a motherf**er I say really, then and furthermore I roll up and stuff him like a Philly Pop a motherf**er like a pill or wheelie If the Twista wanna drop a motherf**er get the milli Cause... [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody [Verse Three: Papoose] Somebody gon' get laid out, pull the gauge out, blow his brains out He tough, let it hang out, pus, let it drain out Pull the shank out, cut his vein out n***a came out with his chain out and his shades out And his braids out, said he hates East and he hates South Talkin with a hate mouth, I'll smack the taste out Now he stashed in a bodybag with his head out Shotty blast, everybody dash when I bang out I give orders like take-out He ain't wanna play the house, but he's aced out Whatchu fist fightin for? Whacha face 'bout? I put the +Flava to Ya Ear+ when the +Mack+ blow the +Craig+ out Make 'em hit the ground like the {?} threw his leg out Scream at the crowd, where they ball we ain't came out And show him with the Auto like T-Pain mouth Pa-POOSE, Pa-POOSE, I'mma show 'em what my name 'bout! [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody [Verse Four: Dorrough] Say, somebody hit 'em (hit 'em!) That sh** talkin gon' get 'em stomped up Yea - better hope the shoe don't fit 'em If it do (whaaaaa??), you through f** you and yo' crew I don't move, the goons shootin out the blue (Br-r-r-RAT!!) Turn this b**h into a ho into a serenade, getcha whole body sprayed 47 AK, now ya a** +Kay Slayed+ UP!! Boy, you got me f**ed up Keep bumpin ya gums, getcha mouth tied up (b**h!) [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody [Verse Five: Young Chris] Bodybags Balboa b**h I got a "ay" for your Rocky a** Leavin holes all up in yo' face, like a hockey mask Want drama let it be, put 'em under Pleasure P Put 'em to the test and see, bet you n***as rest in P-E-A-C-E, too raw for TV Meet your maker +Final Destination+ hater 3D I murder production y'all boys can't see me Got a better chance beatin a murder with a P.D [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody [Verse Six: Jay Rock] Who followed me home?! Drop it like Angola stones Poppin my disc is like poppin ya dome With the K/Kay, +Slay+ rappers in the circumference of the own home It's my world, see my face in the ozone? (Whoo!) Before I was on the cover of magazines I was loadin up, duckin for cover with magazines Clips like a hairdresser, getcha doobie clean Welcome to Hell mister, I own n***as and cheese [Hook: 50 Cent Sample] Somebody 'gon get layed the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid the f** out Some-some-some-somebody 'gon get laid Some-some-some-somebody